Chapter 23

When everyone was finished eating dinner, they were too tired to stay up. Each couple went their separate ways, but when Jane entered their room she had something else on her mind. She decided that their encounter in the river and their nightly fondling sessions were a sign that she could keep pushing if only little by little. She wanted to please him, and she knew how. She was by no means skilled, but she knew enough to do a good job.

It might be better than trying to go all the way, she mused quietly while they were still sitting around the table downstairs. Can't blame me for trying.

Bo stood near the bed, and he rubbed at his neck for a moment, yawning. When he sat down to take his boots off Jane wandered up to him, and he smiled up at her when she shuffled closer.

"Do you need something?" He asked.

He's so innocent. I feel like I'm corrupting him.

"I... have an idea. Now," Jane held up her hands as a sign of peace. "Before you go off the deep end, just hear me out."

Bo blinked, unsure of what her words meant, but he remained quiet.

Jane sucked in a deep breath.

Now or never, Jane. Gotta take the lead!

"I want to... do something... for you. Something that you've never done before, but it doesn't hurt. In fact, it'll feel really good."

"W-what is it," Bo croaked, and he heart started to race.

"Well if you trust me, I'd rather show you..."

Jane leaned down and planted a soft kiss on his lips. They kissed for several moments, and then her lips trailed across his soft green cheeks. She reached up and lightly brushed her fingertips across the tip of his ear, causing Bo to shiver. Then Jane tugged at his shirt and lifted it off of him. She dropped it to the floor.

"Please stand up."

Bo's face and neck were completely flushed, but he stood up. He clenched and unclenched his hands, which had grown sweaty from nerves. He shivered again as Jane's kisses trailed down his neck and chest, and he closed his eyes instinctively. He could feel her hands tugging at the ties to his breeches, and his heart nearly leaped out of his chest. He quickly pulled away. Jane respectfully stopped and held her hands up.

"If you want me to stop, I will."

Bo sighed, and he shook his head.

"I-I don't... I'm just... t-terribly nervous."

"I've already seen you-"

"It's not that..." Bo sighed, and Jane rubbed his arm. "It's fine. I'm being stupid."

"You're nervous, it's natural. I don't claim to be the best. I just want to pleasure you, Bo."

Bo's brows furrowed together, and Jane leaned up and kissed him again. She pulled at the string to his breeches until they were free, and they joined his tunic down on the floor. She looked down at his form, admiring it fully for the first time since they bathed in the River together. Now they were in a nice bright room instead of a cramped, dark tent. This time his arousal was more than obvious, and Bo looked completely embarrassed.

"I promise it will feel good. Just sit down, or even lay down on your back if you want."

Bo shuffled back and sat down on the bed. When he was laying, Jane knelt down in between his legs, smiling softly. She ran her hands along his thick green thighs, and her fingertips lightly brushed over his scarred hip. Bo swallowed hard and tried to steady his breathing.

"You know something," Jane started softly, and she looked at him. "You're the most handsome Orc I've ever met."

Bo's brows furrowed together. His chest felt tight, but he couldn't explain why.

"Do you trust me?"

She had stopped moving, and he hands rested lightly on either side of his throbbing member. He ached for her, but his nerves threatened to overwhelm him.

"Yes."

Jane smiled, and then she gently moved her hand up to his cock. She touched him lightly with her palm. Bo's eyes widened, and a fire erupted in his belly. He watched, completely fascinated, as Jane felt him, her fingertips like soft silk on his head. A moan escaped his lips, and Jane's eyes flicked up towards his face. She paused.

"How does that feel?" She asked quietly, wanting to take her time and not rush.

"G-good,' Bo gasped. "Great."

Jane smirked, and then she gently wrapped her entire hand around his shaft. He was far bigger than she had ever experienced, but it excited her. She could feel herself growing warm between her legs, but she focused on pleasing Bo. It wasn't about her tonight.

She began stroking him, lightly, and the Orc let out a small growl. His eyes closed, and he rested his head down on the pillow.

"Jane," he mumbled, "oh Jane... Jane..."

Jane was thrilled at his reaction, and it spurred her on. She rubbed his thigh with her free hand while continuing to stroke him. Bo's breath came out in loud gasps, and he thought he might burst.

However, when he felt something soft on the tip of his cock, his eyes shot open, and he found Jane with her head dipped low. She brushed her lips along his rosy pink head and flicked her tongue ever so slightly.

"W-what are you doing," Bo panted, and Jane smiled at him.

"Showing you," Jane responded.

The Orc watched with wide eyes as her head dipped down. Her lips were wrapped around his head, and she slowly sank his member into her warm, wet mouth.

"B-by Malacath... Jane!" Bo exclaimed, and his voice rose up several octaves.

He nearly lost his mind. Jane began a steady rhythm of sucking his member, and the Orc practically roared, completely delirious. She thought he'd wake the whole Inn with his moans. It was like music to her ears.

"Jane... J-Jane... ja..."

Jane's hands gently massaged his lower belly, and she swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock before dipping back down. It was too much for Bo.

"I'm... ohhh-"

Jane quickly pulled her head up just as Bo came hard in her mouth. Loads of his hot seed gushed out from between her lips and spilled down his member, coating himself with cum. Bo's body spasmed and twitched as he orgasmed, still moaning Jane's name. It was a sight Jane was utterly thrilled to be seeing, and she smiled.

She continued to lightly stroke Bo as he slowly came down from his high. The Orc gasped for air. His thick, muscled chest was covered in a layer of sweat and his whole body trembled from the aftermath. Eventually, his eyes slowly opened, and he gazed down at Jane, who licked some of his seed off her hand. He shivered and reached up to cup her cheek. He could barely wrap his mind around what had happened and was completely drained. Jane stood up from the bed and retrieved a small cloth from her satchel, which she used to wipe her face. Then she knelt down on the bed and started cleaning Bo as well.

"Jane, " Bo called out.

"Yes?"

"Take off your clothes."

Jane raised one thin, brown brow at the Orc, and he patted the bed with a sleepy smile, his eyes half closed.

"I want to hold you."

Jane complied. He watched Jane as she took her clothes off, still amazed that she was his.

When she was completely naked, Jane laid down on the bed beside him and shuffled forward. Bo rolled onto his side and wrapped his arm around her bare waist, pulling her close. His thumb brushed against her breast as they both leaned in and kissed. They embraced for several minutes, and then Bo laid his head down on the pillow and let out a big sigh.

"That was amazing, Jane. I didn't know people did something like that."

"Don't you pleasure yourself when you're alone?"

"Well, yeah. But... but that was different. I-I didn't know you could use your mouth."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Jane whispered, and she stroked his arm.

"More than enjoyed it..."

Jane chuckled, and she patted his cheek.

"No kidding. I think everyone in the Inn knows my name now."

Bo's eyes widened, and then his cheeks turned dark. It only made Jane laugh.

"Don't worry about it, Bo. I don't even care."

"S-still..." Bo sighed, and then he couldn't help but grin as he thought about what had just happened. "I couldn't have controlled myself even if I tried. You rendered me helpless."

"Good."

Jane leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose. Then she snuggled closer and closed her eyes. Bo gently rubbed her soft thigh as he closed his eyes and started to drift to sleep. He did not stir until the next morning.